Chapter 7:New you
"So.. First thoughts?" Harry asked his two friends, hands in his pockets
looking pleased.
"What? Oh Professor Ob(iril? Umm. Nice I suppose" Hermione blurted out
whilst in the middle of daydreaming.
"Still thinking about serving people drinks in Hogsmade? I suppose you get
tips too." Ron added.
"Yes but its not that. Its just Victor." Hermione thought gloomily. Victor
Krum was a quidditch Player who attended Durmstrung School and had took
part in the Triwizard tordement in their last year. Hermione had grown fond
of him.
"What about him?" Harry asked.
"Well he's asked me to come and stay with him during the holidays."
Hermione hesitated.
"Well are you going to go? It's a long way there and back," Ron snapped.
"Is that why you've changed so much?" Harry asked now sensing a chance to
see how and why she's changed.
"What? What do you mean CHANGED?" Hermione replied, eyes rising.
Harry didn't want to offend Hermione seeing as she did have a bad choice of
work experience, but he tried to get it right.
"Well since I saw you in Diagon Ally, you've acted a bit differently," Harry staggered out. "Really I've seen no difference," Ron blurted suddenly.
"How can you not-I mean no offence but you dress differently and you.."
"I just thought of a change. I am allowed to and anyway my old clothes were too dull and these are much nicer don't you think?" Hermione interrupted. "I think there lovely, very NOW," Ron raised his eyes at the word now and he knew suddenly he shouldn't have.
"Fine, well as neither of you seem to appreciate the new me you can forget about it." And with that Hermione made her way back to the Gryffindor tower alone. Her new denim skirt certainly wasn't flowing as much as her hair up in a tight ponytail as she ran round the corner and disappeared from view.
Harry suddenly thought of something she had said-forget about it. Forget about what? He wondered then thought of asking Ron but when he turned to him, Ron was sprinting after Hermione.
"What on earth?" Harry sighed and started to run after him. This was ridiculas, Harry thought as he made his was quickly to the Gryffindor tower.
Harry suddenly realised that he didn't know the password yet and so there he was stuck outside the Gryffindor tower looking like an idiot.
"Hiya Harry" came the sudden familiar voice.
"Hiya Colin" Harry replied turning to face one of the few admiraders he had that had most likely made a fan club. "What's the new password?"
"Bertie Botts," and like many times before the portrait of the fat lady opened up to reveal the scarlet common room. Harry mumbled a thanks to Colin and stepped inside to find the common room half empty and no sight of Ron.
"He could be looking at his timetable, then again he could be with Hermoine talking!" Harry thought in the middle of the nicely heated common room. He kept looking from the girl's dormitory door to the boys.
"Decisions old boy decisions!" came a voice that made Harry come to his senses.
"What?" Harry spun to look at the owner of the voice. "Oh, hi Fred."
"What's up young chap?" came the identical voice of George this time.
"Nothing. Hermione- she's a bit upset." Harry mumbled turning to continue his staring at the doors. "Oh. We saw her came storming in, didn't we Fred. Crying too. What have you said this time?"
"Nothing really- just asked why she's changed her image an' stuff," Harry mumbled.
The twins tutted together and this pestered Harry an so he made his decision-he would go to get his books ready for his lesson and sort it and if he went to see Hermione she would either be doing the same and in a touchy mood or in a deep discussion with Ron and he didn't wont to interrupt them. He left the twins and made his way to his bed and found his timetable on his bed along with another piece of paper...
"Well since I saw you in Diagon Ally, you've acted a bit differently," Harry staggered out. "Really I've seen no difference," Ron blurted suddenly.
"How can you not-I mean no offence but you dress differently and you.."
"I just thought of a change. I am allowed to and anyway my old clothes were too dull and these are much nicer don't you think?" Hermione interrupted. "I think there lovely, very NOW," Ron raised his eyes at the word now and he knew suddenly he shouldn't have.
"Fine, well as neither of you seem to appreciate the new me you can forget about it." And with that Hermione made her way back to the Gryffindor tower alone. Her new denim skirt certainly wasn't flowing as much as her hair up in a tight ponytail as she ran round the corner and disappeared from view.
Harry suddenly thought of something she had said-forget about it. Forget about what? He wondered then thought of asking Ron but when he turned to him, Ron was sprinting after Hermione.
"What on earth?" Harry sighed and started to run after him. This was ridiculas, Harry thought as he made his was quickly to the Gryffindor tower.
Harry suddenly realised that he didn't know the password yet and so there he was stuck outside the Gryffindor tower looking like an idiot.
"Hiya Harry" came the sudden familiar voice.
"Hiya Colin" Harry replied turning to face one of the few admiraders he had that had most likely made a fan club. "What's the new password?"
"Bertie Botts," and like many times before the portrait of the fat lady opened up to reveal the scarlet common room. Harry mumbled a thanks to Colin and stepped inside to find the common room half empty and no sight of Ron.
"He could be looking at his timetable, then again he could be with Hermoine talking!" Harry thought in the middle of the nicely heated common room. He kept looking from the girl's dormitory door to the boys.
"Decisions old boy decisions!" came a voice that made Harry come to his senses.
"What?" Harry spun to look at the owner of the voice. "Oh, hi Fred."
"What's up young chap?" came the identical voice of George this time.
"Nothing. Hermione- she's a bit upset." Harry mumbled turning to continue his staring at the doors. "Oh. We saw her came storming in, didn't we Fred. Crying too. What have you said this time?"
"Nothing really- just asked why she's changed her image an' stuff," Harry mumbled.
The twins tutted together and this pestered Harry an so he made his decision-he would go to get his books ready for his lesson and sort it and if he went to see Hermione she would either be doing the same and in a touchy mood or in a deep discussion with Ron and he didn't wont to interrupt them. He left the twins and made his way to his bed and found his timetable on his bed along with another piece of paper...